When I spend a little more than I'm comfortable with (trust me, I spent less than I had budgeted to spend at the vendor area), I always remember when I spent every cent I had (at the time it was probably about $15) on Barbie outfits and my mother chided me (putting it nicely). Do we ever get over some of those experiences? Now it is my mother who acts like a child and me who tries hard not to chide.
In addition to swatching the BFL, I got a few more rows of the wedding shawl knit last night. I don't have far to go before I'll finish the center square and be able to show what it is looking like. The yarn I'm using, Webs' Colrain Lace, has a lovely sheen to it.
Please pray for my next-door neighbor, John, who was hospitalized with flu yesterday. He's 89 and fragile. My aunt has also been hospitalized with flu this past week, but is much better. John is a fighter -- he had a kidney transplant in his 70's, a heart attack two years ago, and fell down a staircase two years ago. He always fights back. We've been close neighbors for 21 years, sharing a driveway, and he and his wife are like family for us.
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